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lecks get it on – boston massachusetts [otis in paris] lyrics

otis

[intro:lecks get it on]
back in this b-tch with a tough rhythm
its real politics with lecks come f-ck with ’em
know a beauty who’s a beast with roses go ‘n hit ’em
with a ya ya yaow. salute, dutch get ’em

[dutch rebelle]
im beastin ova spittas like a boss
ton of n-ggas tryna get above her but they lost
breathin out smoke so loud i p-ssed em off
neighbors point a finger at me i flip em off
cuz we buggin out shorty ticks, roaches, and fleas
spit deeper than any beach ocean or sea
make ya mind glide like roller blades or skis
then bounce over the stars like shuttles and galaxies

[real p]
to these other n-ggas i weigh a ton, yea they featherweight
im talkin over new plans, they goin over who can
but who cares? the times on now
catch me in thailand the timezone child
tokin’ on new weed the occasions nullified
if you sleepin on the bean heres ya lullaby
top oscar n-gga i’ll box a n-gga
a bostonian and so improper n-gga

[lecks get it on]
i mute all sorry suckas
lecks reppin m.a. double s mothaf-ckas
i make a-lot of sense so the m-sses are feeling him
you, funny talk and you g-ssed, helium
money filling my account something serious
m-ss cash never half -ss i be gettin it
get it on the lyrical top gunner
spit and split a couple like a pole bread and b-tter

[dutch rebelle]
im so amazing wit my composition
i been winning you can never be my compet-tion
i steal hearts, i’m a criminal by definition
ask around i’m the proof you a contradiction
i keep the bean lookin like a circus
when you on the rise, thats when everybody surface
attackin my character thats a hatas purpose
you’re an antique and ya cheap talks worthless

[real p]
huey newton said black power is givin power to people
hugh heffs a negro he gave power to them b-tches
put them hoes under one roof do the dishes
food for thought but it feel like crack
they jackin for the state and i feel like black
heres a hew to tradition try being great
you’re human ungifted the hustle is unscripted

[lecks get it on]
so everybody’s talking the talk, sheesh
yall all claim sets look tough but act weak
i’m a pimp-type player minus a 3 piece
no suits or gators i’m set with these ts
she wants vitamin s, so she pops e
then quickly undress and show me her tts
i get it, word to the b on my fitted
put it down for boston m-ss now get with it

paris

[lecks get it on]

it won’t take nights out to cut lights out
one call could flat lines out
we don’t want that n-gga pipe down
and if you wanna talk rap put your mics down fool
yall can’t stand next to me, its like a felony to be the l.e.c
k.s no secret recipe, just me, my yak, and the best of weed
i been the best of bean since day one
gon bring heat til my days done
got you a light? raise one
roll up…blaze one
haiti sak pase huh, yup nap boule huh
embien ok un fe largent to flip like my flow switch
you like oh sh-t thats dope sh-t
that whole sh-t was my old sh-t
like ’05 ’06
young n-gga been had grown spit
and i’m still sick in my late 20s
rappers now look g-y and funny
old timers look gray and bummy
who cares i’m me, fway and comfy
rain or sunny, i’m cool as shade
dudes would hate cause they boo amazed
top leather, shoes suede
mob like 36 in my juicy j’s
and i still rock a.d to the i
d.a.s hat b to the side
contract done but the kicks still fresh out the box fly
threes in the sky
step as i leave with your freak to the ride
no keys needed to let me inside
push b-tton, start, glide
shorty opens mouth wide
ahh…get it? i get-t
over-your-head-so-high with it
tried to tell you i’m live with it
nasty i attract flies with
i’m the sh-t, touching paper
you toilet tissue -ss wipe
i’m number 1, you number 2
p-ssed off, but that’s life
i’m living mine, getting mine
strong survive in these bad times
from rag time to rap time
its nap time…flatline

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